The countdown hit zero.
For a brief moment, nothing happened. Then the forest shifted.
The forest ahead of him rustled, and a figure stepped out from the undergrowth.
Small. Green. Barely over three feet tall.
A goblin.
It wore nothing but a tattered strip of cloth around its waist. Its dull green skin stretched over a wiry but defined frame, and its long ears twitched at the slightest sound. In its hand was a crude dagger carved from bone, the blade stained dark from repeated use. Blood, dirt, and some other grime which had long since buried its original color.
The goblin tilted its head, then its eyes locked onto him. Yellow, sharp, and filled with mischief.
A low growl slipped from its throat.
Kael let out a quiet breath, rolling his shoulder once to loosen up.
"Of course they’d make them this real..."
Memories surfaced without effort. Goblins were common, weak on paper, usually found within the first ten floors of the Tower. But weak didn’t mean harmless. People died to these creatures all the time, not because of strength, but because of how they fought.
They ambushed. They set traps. They fought dirty.
And their blades... they were poisoned.
Extracts from plants, crushed insects, whatever they could find. Even a shallow cut could be enough. The toxin would seep in, slow you down, then they’ll finish you off while you struggled to move.
Kael knew all of it. He had lived it.
Fifty floors’ worth of experience sat quietly in his mind. Battles against hordes, close calls, the exact rhythm of how these creatures moved and killed. The only thing he lacked now was a body that could keep up.
Still, a faint smile touched his lips.
"Come on then..."
He raised his sword, grip steady. "Let’s see the stuff you’re made of."
The goblin shrieked and lunged, dagger aimed low toward his midsection. Just like he expected.
Kael didn’t rush. He waited.
At the last second, he shifted just enough for the blade to miss him by a hair. The motion was tight and controlled. Then he moved.
A single clean swing.
The goblin’s head separated from its body before it even realized it had missed. The body dropped, twitching once before going still.
Kael exhaled slowly, his hand tingling from the impact.
"...Right. No flashy moves."
A faint light flickered as a screen appeared before him.
[First Wave Cleared]
[Next Wave Begins in 10...]
The goblin’s corpse dissolved into particles of light, and the forest fell quiet again.
Then two figures stepped out.
This time, they didn’t hesitate. Both goblins charged immediately.
Kael narrowed his eyes as they split on approach. One came straight at him while the other curved wide to his left, trying to box him in.
But he didn’t give them a chance to succeed. He moved first, stepping toward the one on the left before it could complete its arc. The sudden pressure threw off its timing completely.
A sharp kick to its wrist sent its dagger flying, and before it could recover, Kael drove the pommel of his sword into its temple. The goblin dropped instantly.
He didn’t stop.
Using the momentum, he turned just as the second goblin reached him. Its blade came in fast, but Kael caught it on the flat of his sword and pushed it aside, redirecting the strike past him.
Then he stepped in and drove his blade into its side.
The goblin choked and collapsed.
Kael pulled his sword free and let out a breath. "Two down."
The screen returned.
[Second Wave Cleared]
[Next Wave Begins in 15...]
The bodies vanished, replaced by three more goblins.
Kael adjusted his stance, rolling his shoulders again. A small smile crept onto his face.
"...Now it’s getting interesting."
The waves continued.
Three became four. Four became five. Each round pushed him harder, forcing him to think faster, move cleaner, and manage his position carefully. He never let them fully surround him, always cutting through their formation before it closed.

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